Feel free to re-read that story, I'll wait ...
Yesterday, she calls screaming. Apparently, she'd left her back door open, and the same kind of bird that she'd decided shouldn't be living in that box aforementioned (and the one that laid those baby eggs, and she took them out and killed them, ie: her name by me) took it upon itself to DIVE BOMB her, shit all over her kitchen and fly right back out.
I have laughed for hours about this.
Karma, it's great.
Labels: birdkiller, karma

Recon, Bird Style



